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Àŧùl Dec 2023
[Tu hai meri Deewaani, (You're my Inamorata,)
Tu meri hi Deewaani, (You're only my Inamorata,)
Tu hi hai, tu hi hai, (You are, yes, you are,)
Mere sapno ki raani. (My dream girl.)]×2

Main ek naghma hoon, (I'm a melody,)
Tu meri mehfil hai... (You're my audience...)
Main ek raahi hoon, (I'm a traveler,)
Tu meri manzil hai. (You're my destination.)

** keh bhi de, (Oh, just say it,)
Hai mann mein jo baat. (What you hide in your heart.)
Haan keh bhi de, (C'mon, just say it,)
Hai dil ki jo baat. (What you hide in your heart.)
Ab bol de, (Now just tell it to me,)
Kuch na chhupa, (Don't hold it back,)
Aa keh bhi de, (Come just say it,)
** o o o... (** o o o...)

Main teri dhadkan hoon, (I'm your heartbeat,)
Tu meri tadpan hai, (You're my yearning,)
Main tera Maanjhi hoon, (I'm your rafter,)
Tu meri Nadiya hai. (You're my river.)

** keh bhi de, (Oh, just say it,)
Hai mann mein jo baat. (What you hide in your heart.)
Haan keh bhi de, (C'mon, just say it,)
Hai dil ki jo baat. (What you hide in your heart.)
Ab bol de, (Now just tell it to me,)
Kuch na chhupa, (Don't hold it back,)
Aa keh bhi de, (Come say it,)
** o o o... (** o o o...)

[Tu hai meri Deewaani, (You're my Inamorata,)
Bas meri hi Deewaani, (You're only my Inamorata,)
Tu hi hai, tu hi hai, (You are, yes, you are,)
Mere sapno ki raani. (My dream girl.)]×2
It's a Hïnđī song in B Major Scale with a happy tune and the chords E major, A major, D major and C major.

My first original musical composition for my imaginary ideal lover.

This is my happiest and most hopeful original composition.
My HP Poem #1840
©Atul Kaushal
689 · Jun 2013
The Business Of Love
Àŧùl Jun 2013
A step you will take,
One step I will take.
Your hand on my shoulder,
My hand on your waistline.
Swinging to the waltz,
Dancing in a smooch..
Holding you tight in my arms,
Crushing you with my chest...
The peace of your touch,
Taste sweet of your lips...
Our peaceful pose in the other's arms,
Zealous and peacefully posing in love.
My HP Poem #303
©Atul Kaushal
689 · Mar 2015
Twenty Twenty
Àŧùl Mar 2015
I'm waiting for the year 2020,
Much eagerly.

For thence shall commence,
Our joint life.

I'm preparing for it & rising,
Much early.
My HP Poem #816
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2013
Listen again oh time!
Let my darling love have it easy,
Laxen your rules a bit.

Listen again oh time!
Make her toil hardest in studies,
Don't be as easy for her.

Listen again oh time!
I am also taking a shorter hiatus,
My love gets inspired.
We are on a hiatus for a long time, I'll be back sooner.
She would continue doing poetry after 18 months.
My blessings are with Kripi.

My HP Poem #498
©Atul Kaushal
689 · Sep 2016
Separation
Àŧùl Sep 2016
This separation from you,
Keeps giving tinnitus,
Yes it is recurring.

I read in fair detail of it,
It is the lack of love,
Love hormone.

Oxytocin that pacifies,
It is lacking in me,
Many downs.

All my biology has snuffed,
Extinguished is my flame,
Eversince you have left.

Separation debilitates me,
And though I can't weep,
It is stinging my heart.

Still you fail to perceive,
It's only me who waits,
And I will be waiting.

I have waited for long,
A very long time gap,
*Now I will move on.
I do not want to be damaging myself anymore.
This way I could be infested with cancer.
I am moving on, don't worry about it.

HP Poem #1160
©Atul Kaushal
685 · Jan 2018
My Baby
Àŧùl Jan 2018
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
You need me to be around round the clock,
Obviously, you are lovelorn far from me,
Unsatisfied, although, you're definitely not.

Again, I want to look at your beautiful fingers,
Rosy nails of your hands, I will never forget,
Especially the skin on your beautiful hands.

Soft and tender are your thoughts,
Often you bring me to comfy slots.

How you own me is unknown to you,
Ears yours are so gorgeous & beautiful,
Awe-filled are my moments with you,
Violets and peaceful greens I love yours,
Even your tiniest responses are heart-rending,
Not just in the moment but for a lifetime,
Long lost lover from a past birth you are,
You are my eternal lover and my baby.

Caring for you I am now and forever,
Understanding my love you are,
Thanks for accepting my love,
Ethereal you are in my life.
My HP Poem #1701
©Atul Kaushal
684 · Jan 2015
Love
Àŧùl Jan 2015
Love is the desire to do something for someone,
It's not about getting something in return.

Love is the feeling of making someone feel so special,
It's not about getting to feel the same as a reward.

Love is the feeling of exclusivity for the lucky one,
It's not about expecting the same from them.

True love is so,
I now realize it.

Forgive me each morning if I react to you,
And avoid repeating the same words daily.
Yes I really feel hurt by you sending me messages early in the morning that you will keep me as an option in your life and you really need to stop saying those words again and again.

Please learn softness in your interactions with me. There is no need to send such messages every morning/midnight like you are not sure about me, Kripi. It hurts a lot.

An open request, please avoid messaging me if you have not slept properly.

I will keep loving you, but there are no strings attached for you and so you don't bear any responsibility.

Just deal with your career right now and please don't message me in the midnight or early morning if you haven't slept appropriately.

I know that you are so confident right now about yourself being right, but later on you will repent taking such a negative decision in hotchpotch.

I love you, Kripi, and I don't want you to feel bad tomorrow in future due to your hotchpotch decisions today in the present.

Take your time wordlessly to settle in your professional life.

And of course you are free to go with a better prospective life partner.

My HP Poem #761
©Atul Kaushal
683 · Jun 2020
Title
Àŧùl Jun 2020
I wonder what my title will be,
When we are getting married.

Would it be Chiranjeevi,
Or it will be Doctor?

Long-living is Chiranjeevi,
And a PhD-holder is a Doctor.

No, my Darling, I will prefer,
To me, people should refer,
As the Poet Atul Kaushal.
My HP Poem #1860
©Atul Kaushal
683 · Dec 2014
My Plans For 2015
Àŧùl Dec 2014
Some Decisions:
1. Fewer poems would be written by me daily.
2. I'll concentrate on strengthening my career.
3. More self-centric motives will be my priority.
4. I'll make my parents feel proud about me.
5. Friends will be chosen extremely cautiously.
6. I won't forget and forgive people's mistakes because I'm not a fictional idealistic Godman.
7. I will truly hold on to the above six decisions.
Not a poem.
681 · May 2017
7 Commandments of Love
Àŧùl May 2017
1.* I love you!!!
2. It can't be undone
3. I prefer that you reflect
4. My feelings for you are pure
5. I'll never find you gone
6. It'll only get better
7.** I'm immortal
I am the immortal lover.
The love for you will not die ever.
It doesn't matter if you love me or don’t.
Even if I die, my memories will love you.

My HP Poem #1533
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
You Lived A Great Life,
A Life So Great That Only A Few Manage.

Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
You Were A Great Pet,
A Pet So Great That Inspire Poems About Them.

Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
Hope You Are In Peace,
If Not So, Let Peace Be Upon Your Sweet Purrs.
This is for Marian's Callie
680 · Dec 2016
Ignorance
Àŧùl Dec 2016
It is difficult to ignore,
When it is omnipresent,
Day or night doesn't matter.
Even though I had left that ship long ago,
Beeping ears and moving surroundings,
The cannons blared to give me tinnitus,
And the ship sailed to give me vertigo.

Now I hardly ever snore,
When I do it's instrumental,
As my naps no longer matter.

Beeping ears since long,
And vertigo since you left,
I definitely have been better.

No poems seem sane now,
And this one does neither,
To me, it's just a breather.
HP Poem #1304
©Atul Kaushal
679 · May 2013
A Complete Life
Àŧùl May 2013
Marriage with the ideal person you love,
Look after two cutest naughty little kids,
Remain happy with the love of your life.
My HP Poem #211
© Atul Kaushal
679 · Aug 2013
You Came To My Mind
Àŧùl Aug 2013
And you got permanently fixed in my heart here.

Who knew just a 'Hullo' would bring us so near..

Poetic world has made each other feel so dear...

What we feel is not just love but it is more clear....

Equally relishing how we write poetry for each other.....

We find so much sweet similarity in one another......

And each day I find you so much more closer.......
My HP Poem #413
©Atul Kaushal
678 · Nov 2017
My Dear Princess Pooh
Àŧùl Nov 2017
I love You, my dear Princess Pooh,
There can't be anyone as good as You,
We are yet to meet each other,
Months spent together are so few.
My HP Poem #1677
©Atul Kaushal
678 · Aug 2013
My Reply To The Teacher
Àŧùl Aug 2013
Do you know what was my reply when the class teacher told me that my attendance was lower than the minimum requisite & I won't be allowed to sit in the exams???

I replied that it's not an issue, my genes make me very sturdy and I could write the exams standing!
Not a poem but a joke I read somewhere.
Àŧùl Jul 2013
A sharp pure white light,
Just a bright white light,
When dying you see it...

But I have a sensible explanation,
You'd say 'Oh it was so obvious!'
When I tell *'It's due to haemorrhage in vision cortex of the brain.'
Dear poets & readers, it is just our vision rig in the brain giving up that those who are about to die see a blinding pure white light and nothing else. Peace.
My HP Poem #368
©Atul Kaushal
677 · May 2017
I Shall Survive
Àŧùl May 2017
Hmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...

Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.

Whatever be the distance,
Nothing is a botheration,
You are connected to me,
I am imbued in your veins.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
Then I shall thrive,
When I shall thrive?

What fun will this life be,
If I spend it sans you?
What life is such a life,
Such life is a punishment.
So you should come,
And I shall finally live.
Yes, you should come,
Then I shall survive.
A translation of my original song "Tu Aaye" - a morose melody.

Listen to it on YouTube @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QMPoATQzoVg

My HP Poem #1521
©Atul Kaushal
676 · Feb 2014
Venerable Love
Àŧùl Feb 2014
Huge are the empty spaces between us
Distance 'tween the two of us is huge
As if we had been millennia distant
Unaware of each other's existence
I believe that we had had to meet
Long before all this life on earth
Beyond scope of space and time
Yes we will be meeting someday
Xenial rituals we both will follow
Waiting since several incarnations
Since eternity we have been waiting
Crescent of our relationship increases
Plying along the tough roads unfailingly
Equally perplexing are the difficulties
Heads furnished with thorny crowns
Fervently sustaining through them
Moving on the road less travelled
Gaining many milestones we go
Jarring like youngers all along
Kissing freakishly we make out
Night or day - we would not care
Ornamental things wouldn't count
Rarely felt is such love which we do
Quintessentially counting will be love
Trembling is that finger pointing at us
Venerable will be the age of our love
With all due respect love commands,
I dedicated this anthology to it,
On behalf of us both... :-)
My HP Poem #536
©Atul Kaushal
676 · Jun 2017
Young, Immature & Tender
Àŧùl Jun 2017
Many times before I got committed,
Inside my mind I discussed it,
Should I desist from loving her,
Should I take care of myself first,
Indeed she was very much young,
Never I thought she was immature,
Gripped lightly her arms so tender.

Hues of crimson red now exist,
Effort to string them together,
R**oses of the memories of her.
My HP Poem #1584
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2017
Dil mein mere hai tu,
Dil mein mere hai tu,
Tu dil mein mere hai basi,
Tu dil mein mere hai basi.

Inside my heart you reside,
Inside my heart you reside,
You are housed within my heart,
You are housed within my heart.
My HP Poem #1676
©Atul Kaushal
675 · Dec 2016
Please Do Not Tell Her
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Please do not tell her,
That I miss her presence
In my life - my heart.

Please do not tell her,
That I relive each moment
I spent with her love.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to read it
I am perfect for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to believe
I am the best for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she can just relax
Instead she'd study.

Please do not tell her,
That she made a mistake
In fact I made one...
Because she can not ever find herself wrong.
Although, I recognise my mistakes.
But not once did I sway.
I have been faithfully deflecting each and every proposal.

Maybe I should change just like she has changed.
But no.
I am not an immature girl like her to give up on my own warmer feelings of love for her.
I will wait for her till she gets married to someone else.

HP Poem #1329
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Thundering showers take their place permanently,
Drench me they do sans any water falling onto me,
Showers descend ferociously with blinding lights...

Come, I beckon you to these unseen roads,
Come, give in to all my melodious odes,
You should listen to painful modes...

How do the torrential rains make me bleed within,
So sober it seems as it makes the rain seep deeper,
The tears drain inside my heart, searing harshly...
I can not ever move on.
All coz I do not wish to.
I can't leave a scope for you to say someday,
"You didn't leave any scope for falling back."
I will spend my remaining life in loneliness if it has to be so.

HP Poem #1263
©Atul Kaushal
675 · May 2016
Shakespeare
Àŧùl May 2016
Shakespeare, I know not who he is.
But they term him one of the greatest,
They say he was a poet & a playwright.

William, I surely know of him not.
But they often name him the greatest,
He was a poet Stratford-upon-Avon born.

Anne Hathaway, was elder to him.
But still they both exchanged vows,
They say she was over 7 years older.

Hathaway, she had even outlived him.
But I wonder how she survived alone,
They say she had three kids from him.

I think the love for the remaining two kids kept her alive.
My HP Poem #1074
©Atul Kaushal
675 · Oct 2017
Unwavering & Unconditional
Àŧùl Oct 2017
I am not angry or sad,
But I am only a bit tired.
I am not bored of loving you,
My love is there even in the blue.
I am selfish as I seek Mukti,
But I don't seek fidelity,
Nor do I threaten infidelity.

Loving you is my passion,
My flame for you will never dampen.
Such will be my eternal fashion,
That your blues I'll only ever lighten.
I will never fail in my Bhakti,
But not because I am perfect,
As I want you to be mine finally.
Mukti: Emancipation
Bhakti: Devotion
My HP Poem #1672
©Atul Kaushal
674 · Jun 2013
We're Expecting!
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Our first child will be a girl,
A cutesy sweet baby girl,
She'll resemble you, my girl.
Just a fantasy!
I wish my going-to-be better-half good health and safety along the course of time.
:-)
My HP Poem #309
©Atul Kaushal
674 · Jun 2017
The Insufficient Kisses
Àŧùl Jun 2017
I had met her only once.

Kissed I had her dry lips twice,
Night I slept and she kissed me,
Oh she woke me up to join in,
What I did was to drink her lips.

When I missed a chance to romance,
Have I such a memory? No,
Always cared for her throughout,
Truly I have loved her since eternity.

Yet she forgot about the care,
Oh, she ignored it conveniently,
Under an effect of worldly desires.

Did someone else prevent her,
I suspect her father made her,
Destiny is a roadblock in here.

The story ends with a breakup,
Hanging in obiter is happiness,
And each expectation shatters,
Tantalising hints of eternal love.

Another time I have failed,
Upon life she was a scourge,
The story is being renewed,
Ukulele orchestra plays within,
Morose tunes it plays lavishly,
Night fell long ago but it never ends.
My HP Poem #1582
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
She Is Long Gone Now & She Matters Not,
Would Her Own Image Ever Forgive Her,
Asking Now From That Celestial Mirror,
The Eyes She Would Never Stare Now,
Is The Pair Of Eyes Belonging To Her.

Hat Belonging To The Dress Man,
And Other Items She Had Worn,
Tiptop As A Dancer She Appeared,
Especially For Their College Fest,
Smallest Issues Saw Her Cousin Separated..

Knowing She Is Deep Inside Her Heart,
Righteous Moral Knowledge Absent,
Into A Never-Ending Pit She Falls,
Pitying Not Myself But I Know It,
Indians She Underestimates...
Angel Remembered – Part 7/7

HP Poem #1195
©Atul Kaushal
673 · Nov 2016
The Kudos Kiss
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She had kissed me as I slept near her father,
More than now I have not felt any farther.
She pursues her dreams self-focussed,
And she has moved on in that life of hers,
My best wish is that only her I wished.
She so dedicatedly chases all her dreams,
Mine she was the only dream I ever pursued.

That kiss was more gratituos than sensuous,
She had woken me up for an active kiss.
Those wee hours I cannot forget ever,
Because just like a surreal dream it was,
She became a one night angel for me.
Those moments one could never forget,
She is the new generation – maybe she can.
I refuse to become next generation when it comes to love.
If I am supposed to be alone all my life, then so be it.
I am not going to move on when I was not at fault until I am granted justice.

HP Poem #1239
©Atul Kaushal
671 · Dec 2016
This One's For You, Buddy!
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Naughty young dreamer,
I find your poems intriguing,
Demons within you fight,
Hoping to overcome the longing,
Into a different dimension you think.

You are the ice,
Of the cold winters,
Under the cover of snow.

Ask you don't this attention,
Rest assured as you deserve it,
Efforts you put wouldn't go waste.

Taste you will success,
Happiness, and,
Espouse you will the divine.

Because so I forecast,
Ecstatic you should feel,
So many well-wishers you have,
T**hey all will take you to paradise.
Your own intro says the following:

I am a dreamer.
Most of my poems are baseless and at times don't make sense at all.
Depressed, sad, angry, hurt, alone, broken.. but yeah living.
I don't believe in love. But I think, love believes in me. I find it everywhere nowadays.
I love showers. Showers can wash away everything.
Smoke, dirt, his touch, his words.
I hate school but love education.
Can someone please kidnap me?

HP Poem #1312
©Atul Kaushal
671 · Dec 2012
The Contemptibles
Àŧùl Dec 2012
We are the contemptibles,
We don't mingle with you ever.
We're kept outside the walls,
We don't enter your house unless cleaning.

You call us the contemptibles,
You don't love any of us usually.
You keep us outside your walls,
You don't enter our house unless cleansing.

All of them consider us the contemptibles,
They don't worry about us usually.
All they think about is them,
That is all about us.
For several thousand years India has, like the most of the ancient world, witnessed differentiation of people based on their familial history. But alas! That was the ancient world, not the modern world.
We carry the past on our shoulders even to the present. I have a poem to convey my thoughts appropriately.

© Atul Kaushal
671 · Dec 2015
New Arrangement
Àŧùl Dec 2015
I am okay with this brand new arrangement,
Distance from you was not what I ever meant,
But yes, I am okay being just friends with you,
That way I may stay a bit longer if just to linger.
My HP Poem #929
©Atul Kaushal
670 · Nov 2016
The Mysterious Beauty
Àŧùl Nov 2016
The best thing about my ex,
Was not just her youth,
Was not even her soft voice,
It was not at all her cute baby face.

Not anything you can guess,
Was not anything else,
Was not even known to her,
It was her Halloween-ready face.

Her face is so scary as it is,
Was my misconception,
Was simply scarier even,
She needs no makeup at all!
HP Poem #1231
©Atul Kaushal
670 · Feb 2014
Fistful Of Desires
Àŧùl Feb 2014
I love you my darling.
I want you & only you in my life.
But it's not all I desire.

My 1st desire is to show them my calibre.
My 2nd desire is to make it larger than life.
My 3rd desire is to be one with you.
My 4th desire is to then make kids.
My 5th desire is to get on in life with you.

That's my fistful of desires.
Getting on in life obviously means to die eventually getting older.
My HP Poem #552
©Atul Kaushal
669 · Jan 2016
The Messenger
Àŧùl Jan 2016
When you feel you're alone,
Cut off from this cruel world,
Your instinct's telling you to run.

Listen to your heart,
Those angel voices,
They'll sing to you,
They'll be your guide
Back home.

When life leaves us blind,
Love keeps us kind,
It keeps us kind.

When you've suffered enough,
And your spirit is breaking,
You're growing desperate from the fight.

Remember you're loved,
And you always will be,
This melody will bring you right
Back home.

When life leaves us blind,
Love keeps us kind.
When life leaves us blind,
Love keeps us kind.

Ohhhhh Ohhhhhh!
Ohhhhh Ohhhhhh!
Ohhhhh Ohhhhhh!
My favourite song in this grim mood.
©Linkin Park
668 · Feb 2016
Dreadful
Àŧùl Feb 2016
Born to working parents,
Brought up an only child,
Fake I won't my happiness,
Because I'm actually unhappy.

These monsters I've faced alone,
They exploited me in loneliness,
Faith shook & shredded away,
Through toys I sat the saddle.

Saddle of the young sadness,
Searing through the darkness,
Fidelity of my shaking small hands,
Survived the lonely tides of time.

Loneliness eats me alive,
Less dreams I nurture,
Faking smiles I got tired,
Long the ordeal was written.

Growling is the growing sadness,
Gestation of 9 months in womb,
Fulcrum of my life was prepared,
Gift of loneliness they presented me.
My HP Poem #1011
©Atul Kaushal
667 · Feb 2014
Totally Agonizing Pleasure
Àŧùl Feb 2014
Asking the valleys & the mountains around,
Beautiful snow-clad slopes of the mountains,
Chilly winds pierce our ears as we ski along,
Downwards the hilltop carefully navigating,
Enjoying doubtlessly you smile bright at me,
Fiendishly slide downhill smiling nervously,
Great speeds involving both our adrenaline,
Hanging in midair momentary in our jump,
Incorrigibly we pull each other ever closer,
Juggling feet & hands when we ski forward,
King o' the land o' your heart I am rejoicing,
Leisurely spending my life solely loving you,
Man of your dreams I secure you in my arms,
Nearing the future rendezvous both of us are,
Oath of unity has been pledged by both of us,
Prancing upon snowy slopes in fuller control,
Queen of my life you are already in my heart,
Rising like moon in the sky of a snowy night,
Smooth is our opera-like love-slide downhill,
Tinkering within our tired selves is a thirst,
Unlike every other feeling is the feeling I get,
Very sweet are the dreams that I have seen,
Wings of imagination may impart us a flight,
Xmas flavoured new & recycled happiness,
Yule ball-like balance does indeed give safety,
Zion of our love is gonna be what it must be...
My HP Poem #538
©Atul Kaushal
666 · Jun 2017
Destiny
Àŧùl Jun 2017
Parents' spoilt brat,
I am their only child.
I am still not used to it,
Loneliness blights me.
I try to make them mild,
These ghosts of loneliness,
The ghosts written in my destiny.
My HP Poem #1578
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2017
And so we were separated by spaces between us,
The distances took a heavy toll from us both,
Unsuccessful better be my surname,
Long ago I started tumbling.

Up above the world so high,
She was cutest angel in my sky,
Ever so beautiful all her ways were,
Dreaming me with herself she used to.

Tracing words on her skin I used to write,
On both her feet and also her hands.

Lost is that so golden sheen,
Over the years only getting bitter,
Vastly living in my solo play I am now,
Escaping that wicked loneliness poltergeist.

Kindly I tried to love her with all my honesty,
Rather than heart I loved her with my soul,
Insipid now all my days have become,
Painting I am regularly a smiley,
I**nsipid my life has become.
We were like tags to the poem of life,
So we were always separated by spaces.

I am satisfied that I did not cheat her ever.
I have a clean heart as far as loyalty is concerned.
Another Secondary Acrostic Poetical Piece.
My HP Poem #1368
©Atul Kaushal
664 · Apr 2017
Saddle Of Love
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Hoisted her like a princess,
Atop the flagpole of my poetry.
Hosted her like a daughter,
Never before did so in history.
But she's tried yet another,
So she was tired of my purity.
Nay!

She got bored of the imaginary saddle.
My HP Poem #1503
©Atul Kaushal
663 · Dec 2012
The Poem on Pink!
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Oh glistening pink!
Strawberry shade,
Nail-paint color,
Candy color
Why don't I fancy you now,
When did I become averse to you?

Oh starkest pink!
Childhood color,
Girls' favorite,
Cloth color,
Why I liked you back then,
When did you become so disliked?
It is a known fact that boys don't just dislike the color to wear or sport anyhow, they - including me - even find it hard to bear anything pink. Does age have something to do with pink apart from the gender?

My poem # 51

© Atul Kaushal
663 · May 2017
What I Know
Àŧùl May 2017
After 6 passing affairs,
Now I accept that I will be alone.
Now I should get married,
Choice be of my parents' interest.
Even if I don't marry anyone,
I will survive just for my parents.
1. KP(W)J (15 months girlfriend) - my first ex who is married now.
2. S(B)S (6 months girlfriend) - my second ex who is also married by now. Broke up with me after my accident.
3. GK (3 months girlfriend) - the first girl who double crossed me and is going to get married in December '17.
4. VP (1 day gf) - my fourth girlfriend who had another boyfriend and was simply using me as a a time pass.
5. CG (1 year passive gf) - I forgot about my promise to that most gorgeous girl after I sent her to study for her PMT by making her delete the Facebook account and I stupidly started my next relationship. She was back when I was 1 year into the next relationship. She unexpectedly called me on my phone and was really sad to know that I was in a new relationship after I had forgotten about the promise of love. Unarguably my sole mistake ever.
6. KM (3 years gf) - she couldn't win over her internal conflicts. She broke up the commitment relationship with me as she was incompatible for a long-term long-distance relationship with me and then I destroyed all of the friendship because I don't want to be used or kept as an option for someone.
7. Loneliness - probably my permanent girlfriend.

No more girlfriends and no more sorrow.

My HP Poem #1531
©Atul Kaushal
663 · Jul 2017
Dear Doctor Suman
Àŧùl Jul 2017
Troubleshooter she is,
How convenient it was,
And now I end my M.Tech,
No one else could help,
Kindest person she is.

Yes you were strict,
Oh and so cool too,
Understanding me.

Slowly but surely,
Under this ceiling,
Mam you helped me,
And like a real sister,
Not a doubt here.

Did your job require you to?
I do not think so, madam.
Did you help me as you could?
I** think you helped a kid brother.
Thank you Suman Didi.

The Hindi word Didi simply means "Elder Sister".

My HP Poem #1626
©Atul Kaushal
663 · Jan 2017
2017
Àŧùl Jan 2017
Go away the sour Kreepy memories,
I will definitely be crazy to relive you,
You're a bad experience - a good lesson.
Take away all the mysterious mysteries,
I will not be again a scapegoat for you,
Not a game as I am not your ******.
And I will start afresh this year now.
New Year Resolution: To UnLove The Non-Deserving

My HP Poem #1361
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Staring Up At The Plain, Lifeless Ceiling,
I Spend A Sleepless Night Alone Talking,
The Ceiling Says That It Is Never Falling,
And That Her I Should Finally Ignore,
But How Do I Ignore myself knowing,
For She Habitually Uttered Such - Lies,
I Had Been Such A Foolish Young Man,
Best Way To Moveon Is To Stop Feeling.
Angel Remembered – Part 3/7

HP Poem #1191
©Atul Kaushal
662 · Apr 2017
Craning Efforts
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Those angel faces,
Seem so distant,
Me, my loneliness amazes.
My HP Poem #1515
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I am me,
And she's my role,
So she's as excellent as me myself,
But she's beautiful,
I am not.


Her poses possess a demeanour,
And she says a lot,
Silently,
But I listen to it all,
She just wonders how do I know.


She is now my bestest friend ever,
And of course the most gorgeous,
Can not be any easier to conclude,
Because she is simply a class apart,
She is a real motivator & practical.
Both Bhumika & I have our equation straight as the best of friends.
She is such a deserving young woman who exudes an infectious enthusiasm to achieve something.
I don't feel shy in saying that seeing her focus I feel encouraged to follow my career as well.

She has changed a lot and improvement is visible in her original poetry.

HP Poem #1175
©Atul Kaushal
661 · Sep 2024
A Door
Àŧùl Sep 2024
A door is a door,
Whether you adore it for it's made by a doer.
Keep procrastinating and let the defect stay,
or get it replaced.
A poem about a misfit door.

My HP Poem #1984
©Atul Kaushal
660 · Jan 2016
Sing The Song Of Love
Àŧùl Jan 2016
Love is never gone,
Only the lover maybe.

They often find someone,
More suitable and move on.

There is no point lamenting,
Take it as yet another lesson.

Why stay there where you got hurt,
Surely it was not true love you got.

Still a faint hope stayed,
But it was so clear too.

Be patient like you have been,
There's someone mature for you.
My HP Poem #989
©Atul Kaushal
660 · Aug 2017
The Luckiest Man Alive
Àŧùl Aug 2017
Neither just because I have the most ideal parents
Nor because I have a promising career on the crossroads.
Neither just because I have few good friends
Nor because I have a rapport with the Death.
But also because I am with You, my love,
I am *the luckiest man alive!
My HP Poem #1652
©Atul Kaushal
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